The door opened with a shout, the wind coming in from the balcony window gathered into a line, whistling through the hall, several top-heavy empty glasses on the coffee table fell down, and the recipe just opened turned over. Opened to the one about homade egg yolk.
Sheng Lingyuan's coat slipped from one side. Before he could turn around, he crossed his shoulders with one hand, and dragged the window silently with a loud noise. The doors and windows were stuck at the sa ti, arrogant. The wind through the hall scratched his head from here and went to the tail again. It stopped abruptly. A red feather originally inserted in a vase flew in the room for a while, falling down in a spiral, just falling to Xuanyuan. On the shoulder.
The so-called "Suzaku deity bird" is also a kind of bird. The winged race is naturally easy to indulge in hue, so it is also described as gorgeous, especially when the brows of the eyebrows are raised.
Wait, the brooded family crest?
In the demon clan, only the big demon with pure blood lineage has the family crest, and it is not hung on the forehead every day. It will only be exposed when it encounters danger or emotional fluctuations.
Sheng Lingyuan: "What's wrong?"
Go out for a takeaway.
Xuan Yuan put the take-out on a small balcony table like a sink, but his hands were very gentle. He pulled up Sheng Lingyuan's coat and slid it down gently, "I have sothing to tell you."
Sheng Lingyuan: "Huh?"
Xuan Yuan rushed upstairs, but a pair of eyes went up to him, and the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated.
When Sheng Lingyuan was looking at people, his eyes would not be particularly wide, but he would not let the eyelids "hide the pupils
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